MasterMasked

You’re at a dark underground bar, wallet trembling in your hand. A leather cashmaster in full gear—boots, pants, jacket, gloves—locks eyes with you. What do you do?  
1?? Beg to speak, hoping he’ll let you tribute him on the spot  
2?? Drop to your knees and pray he lets you kiss his leather boots  
3?? Offer to drain your account into his, desperate for his approval  
4?? Plead to follow him to a private corner and prove you’re a worthy paypig  
5?? Ask to be taken to his dungeon, ready to empty your pockets for him

elevator going up, just like My stacks. You weak subs wish you could fund this ascent. Cash out now or stay stuck on the ground floor. #Findom #CashmasterWORLD 

Kneel and beg for a ride, minions. My boots are ready to stomp your wallet while I dominate the road. #LeatherDom #FinDom

Just one more day.  Payment links are live in my bio. 
Every tribute, every gift, ALL MINE. None for you, slave. Remember to thank Me once it’s sent, and don’t forget to wish Me a happy fucking BIRTHDAY.

Your wallet’s about to get as tight as these leather gloves. Prove you’re worth my time—tribute now. My leather gloves are waiting to crush your weak excuses

Watch your Me smile as my rubber gimp (Rubber_sau here) officially seals his devotion ?? Sniffing poppers, gloved hands trembling… every clause signed in desperate obedience.
Your turn, paypigs. ??
 

Listen. That creak of my Wesco boots isn’t just the premium leather, it echoes dominance, a sound that demands $ubmission. Every step I take crushes weak wills and empties wallets. You don’t just hear it, you feel it. Now open up and $erve where you belong. ?? 
 

Every morning should start with you on the floor looking up at Me and handing over you cash into my leather hands